I am a writer, columnist, wife and mother to four children. When I’m not writing, parenting or anticipating the five o’clock hour, I like to work out, shop and lunch with friends. I’m desperate for someone to come up with more hours in the day because twenty-four are simply not enough. If you want to go back, say thirty-seven years to that cool March morning, I was born, Shauna Rae Meyer, to a Baptist preacher and a secretary. I was raised in Fort Worth, Texas with my two younger brothers. After ten years of being a ‘preacher’s kid,’ my dad gave up the pulpit and went into real estate—a natural progression, wouldn’t you say? My parents went on to divorce when I was ten years old. I was the first kid in my elementary school to have divorced parents—and I was the first in my elementary school to get braces. Don’t worry, I’m fine—there was no backlash to either one of those events. I’m completely stable. I never require medication or therapy. I’m totally normal. After graduating high school, I went to Baylor University as a pre-med major. After quickly realizing I wouldn’t make it through the program (mainly because I had an aversion to needles, blood and veins—all of which I was sure doctors had to deal with) I decided to go with something less bloody—English. My junior year I left school, moved back to Fort Worth and didn’t have a clue about what to do with my life. I had no focus, no plan, no ambition, no nothing. So I did what anyone would do in my shoes—I went to work for my family’s business. During this time, I got married, had two kids, got divorced, and five years later, remarried and had two more kids. After twelve long years of working in a depressed state, I decided to quit my job and stay home with the kids. It wasn’t that I hated my job and my life, it just didn’t excite me. I couldn’t understand people who loved getting up and going to work every day. If fact, they quite annoyed me. One day, I began writing short stories, and those short stories turned into my first full length novel, Relative Insanity. I claimed it ‘fiction’ because I didn’t want anyone to be mad. But if you happen to see yourself in any of the characters, then bingo, it probably is you. The hunt for an agent began shortly after the book was finished and I quickly realized that this wasn’t going to be easy. Rejection after rejection came, and I considered throwing myself off the side of my bed, but decided to take action another way. One Sunday afternoon, as I jogged along the Trinity trail, I thought of a way to get published. It was a long shot, but it might just work. I contacted the publisher of Fort Worth Texas magazine, and begged for an opportunity to meet with him. After several phone calls, he agreed. It was much worse than going to the principal’s office or standing in front of a crowd without pants on. But, I got through the interview and had successfully convinced the publisher to let me write a monthly column in his magazine. I have been writing the column for nearly a year now and love it more than I ever thought I would. Finally, in June of 2007, I met my agent, Robert Guinsler. I fell in love with him immediately and knew we were a match made in literary heaven. He signed me in August and we are now pimping out my book to publishers. Hopefully Relative Insanity will be in the bookstores by the end of 2008. In the meantime, you can read my column in Fort Worth Texas magazine, or for a more intimate look into my sick mind, you can read my blog daily.